I was rushing on the way to the gym this morning so I took an ordinary bus. It was still quite cold so some of the windows were closed. I, however, opened the window beside me because I’m a bit claustrophobic and the bus is going to fill-up soon so it will get cramped. And warm.
A woman in her late 20’s – and I swear she looks like you Redjeulle – sat beside me around 15 minutes after I got in .
So there I was minding my own business, admiring the (or lack of) scenery, when I began to notice that the girl beside me kept on twitching, moving her arms and fixing her hair that it started to irritate me. It is an ordinary bus and the place is space is quite small so she kept on bumping my side.
It was really very early and I didn’t want to ruin my day so I just ignored her. But that didn’t stop there. She actually had the gall to get my attention and asked me to close the window so that her hair won’t get tossed around. Or I think that was she was pointing at me to do because I’m listening to my iFod so I didn’t hear her. I just saw hand gestures.
I just gave her my “pinakamatalim na irap” and didn’t say anything. I swear I thought I saw her face bleed. Hah!
Suffice it to say that I didn’t close the window and I just continued to ignore her.
All throughout the trip I was having the grandest time knowing that the woman beside me didn’t know what to do with her hair. I was totally ruining her day. I was so evil I was smiling at her pain.
When we arrived at our destination, she immediately stood up. Then I saw… right in front of my very eyes… the product of my evil deed: a gigantic mess where her hair was supposed to be.
Lessons learned? Take the aircon bus, girl, if you don’t want to be bothered with the open windows of ordinary buses. Or use an extra strong hold hair spray. 😀